After venting for a long time, Ye Ziyu felt that Gu Xiuyu had played a trick on her. She was so angry, yet the man in front of her remained unmoved. Realizing her emotions were being manipulated, she began to adjust.
"Does your hand hurt?" Gu Xiuyu perversely inquired about her hand.
She was the one who had struck him, and yet he, the one being hit, was concerned.
Ye Ziyu thought he was incurably ill, so much so that being around him would be contagious. She withdrew her gaze and turned to run upstairs.
She would rather stay in a cramped room than have any contact with Gu Xiuyu.
Listening to the sound of the door closing upstairs, Gu Xiuyu stood in place, looking at the television screen behind him. The screen reflected his stern appearance.
Publicly expose his actions, criticize him on television? Gu Xiuyu sneered. If such actions were effective, he wouldn't be foolish enough to blow himself up. xxs1
However, Gu Xiukai's actions surprised him. In their struggle, shouldn't he be the one most wanting to ruin his reputation?
Gu Xiuyu took out his phone again.
At this moment, his call to Ye Shaoting could not get through.
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Broadcasting Building.
Gu Xiukai looked at Di Mingjue standing before him, hesitating whether to approach.
"Mr. Gu," Shen Lin appeared from behind him. "Our President Di is waiting for you. Please come with me."
Sensing his lack of courage to face him for a direct conversation, Di Mingjue had arranged for Shen Lin to wait for him there long ago.
With Shen Lin's words, Gu Xiukai, despite his reluctance, had to go and meet Di Mingjue. With heavy steps, he arrived before Di Mingjue, "President Di, you've been waiting for me?"
"Mr. Gu, are you not feeling well? Or are you deliberately avoiding me?" Di Mingjue's gaze traveled from below up to Gu Xiukai's face.
His words settled in his mind, and he puffed out his chest, his face flushed, "You can't just say things like that, President Di. You mustn't ruin my image."
Despite the seemingly teasing joke, Di Mingjue's expression remained stern, devoid of any reaction. He had important matters to discuss, not to idle away time chatting with him. Seeing that no one else was around, he asked, "Where is Gu Xiuyu?"
"President Di, aren't you asking the wrong person? Didn't I tell you last time that I genuinely don't know where he is now?" Gu Xiukai looked helpless.
Di Mingjue moved closer to him, grabbing his collar. "If you don't know, why are you speaking up for him? Don't tell me it's out of the kindness of your heart, pitying your emotionless brother!"
They were individuals who should be vying for each other's downfall. When faced with each other's troubles, they should be stomping on each other, not offering help. Unless speaking well of him brought him benefits!
Seeing Gu Xiukai remain silent, Di Mingjue dragged him to the railing, forcing his upper body to lean back over the edge.
With his head tilted back and his collar pulling at his neck, Gu Xiukai found it difficult to breathe, having to open his mouth wide to breathe through both his nose and mouth.
"Speak, where is Gu Xiuyu, and why are you suddenly speaking up for him?" Di Mingjue pressed down on his arm.
His feet felt light, and Gu Xiukai's head spun. He glanced down at the height below, his vision blacking out, and instinctively grabbed Di Mingjue's arm.
Seeing that Di Mingjue was becoming agitated, Shen Lin cautiously stepped forward to remind him, "President Di."
Di Mingjue would not ruin himself for a scoundrel. He controlled the strength in his wrist, both to scare him and to avoid causing him injury.
The temporary lack of oxygen made Gu Xiukai only want to survive. He managed to utter a few words, "I... I'll tell you..."
Di Mingjue pulled him up and threw him to the ground.
"Cough, cough, cough~" Gu Xiukai's lungs felt as if they would cough out, and his entire face turned purple from flushing.
The previous action had truly terrified him. Looking down again now, his legs trembled with fear.
Di Mingjue saw that his condition had stabilized somewhat and urged, "Speak."